"I agree with you, though I don't know what it's all about.

I ain't heard anything better put for a long while." Simeon spun around, as he said afterwards, "like a young one's pinwheel." At his elbow stood Captain Berry, the depot master, hands in pockets, cigar in mouth, the personification of calmness and imperturbability.

He had come out of his house, which stood close to the corner, and walked over to join his friend.
"Land of love!" exclaimed Simeon.

"Why don't you scare a fellow to death, tiptoein' around?
I never see such a cat-foot critter!" Captain Sol smiled.

"Jumpin' it, ain't they ?" he said, nodding toward the "Colonial." "Be there by the tenth, won't it ?" "Tenth!" Mr.Phinney sniffed disgust.